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. . . No hostile contact. But they're here. Out there. Waiting. It appears we are in luck. The group on the south side of the Spanway has made a poor job of sentries and patrols, too concerned with wounds, food and brawling among themselves to organise properly.
But on the Cerco side, the north side, nearer Glimini, the insertion team have had to keep low, move fast and be very, very quiet. This lot is led by a Wasponi Prince with absolutely no sense of humour. Stern disciplinarian.
The early insertion team, soaking went, crack a small alchemical flare against a rock and shield the light behind a hat. But out over the waters, Lutatius spots the gentle green light, like a distant firefly.
It's time.
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>Pre-Contact phase
>Given the scale and scope of this particular operation, it'd be useful if you could take this time to make sure the deployment orders (as listed) are correct and hash out any last minute considerations befor you embark and the chaos mounts.
>Otherwise, we are slowly approaching. Gearing up. Getting ready.
>There isn't much you can actively really *do* on this phase; the troops are marching, everyone is already committed. Sometimes, you just have to roll the dice. These are the hardest moments, the long waiting before the dying happens where you can simply have a cup of tea and hope all your careful planning bears fruit.
>Still, do sound off, maybe issue an early order for your deployment, organise little. You can, if you'd like, assume you've had time to brief your troops on the early steps, so your orders can be more specific than usual. You might want someone to advance first or others to adopt a specific posture.
